Broken.
Such a powerful knife, the knife that split the rain curtain, was shattered by a flapping butterfly.
Even the butterfly just shook its wings.
If this is to change a person with poor psychological endurance, it is estimated that he will have to vomit blood for three liters and die on the spot.
But Zhou Fei did not.
He is very calm.
This calm comes from self-confidence.
He has the strongest master in the world, the strongest brother in the world, and the strongest academy in the world.
These are his patrons.
And I am not weak either.
There is a system that is almost silent but will still come out to save the world at a critical moment.
The sword and talisman inscription map, every contact is the world's top practice.
Rounds of miscellaneous studies, no one in the entire Dahuang is Zhou Fei's opponent.
If the sword technique does not work, then switch to the sword technique.
Frost Sky Sword, Canglang Sword Fu, pick whatever you like.
Swords can’t work, so replace them with runes and inscriptions.
Qianqiu, the strongest rune.
Waste material inscription knife, exclusive to god inscription master.
If it still doesn't work, how about Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin
With so much capital to rely on, Zhou Fei didn't panic at all.
It was just a blast of sword energy that was shattered.
If you don't make a cut, then you can make another cut.
Moreover, Zhou Fei believed that Yong Yan's smashing of his sword energy was definitely not as easy as it seemed.
This knife couldn't even withstand Wang Huan.
How could Yong Yan be unscathed.
Although the blood pear flower floating in the air is becoming more and more coquettish now, it seems that it has not suffered any harm, but Zhou Fei firmly believes that the damage must be in a place where he can't see it.
So Zhou Fei made the third and the fourth!
The interval between these two knives is very short, and it can even be said to be split instantly.
There is no change in the results.
The butterfly dancing on the blood pear blossoms possessed extremely terrifying energy and shattered the blade again.
The red of the blood pear flower is more intense, and even has a bias towards black.
When all colors are used to their extremes, they tend to be black.
That is the end of all colors.
Including pure white.
Zhou Fei breathed out slowly.
Still not the slightest discouraged.
The blade is constant, the momentum is constant.
The blood pear blossoms shattered Zhou Fei's attacks again and again, and the butterfly danced faster and faster, as if mocking Zhou Fei.
Zhou Fei couldn't remember how many knives he had cut.
His arms trembled slightly.
After a short period of continuous eruption, after all, he somewhat exceeded his load.
However, Zhou Fei's eyes did not fluctuate from beginning to end.
His confidence and Dao heart are equally incomparably stable.
Come again!
After the knife broke out, Zhou Fei's body shook, and then knelt down on one knee, the tip of the knife was turned upside down and inserted into the roof to stabilize his body.
A ray of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Fei's eyes never left the flower.
That powerful butterfly was finally split apart by this knife.
A petal of the blood pear flower was cut off abruptly, and it quickly turned into the vitality of heaven and earth, completely dissipating.
The petals faded, and the roar suddenly sounded.
The blooming pear flowers gathered in an instant, and then retreated quickly.
However, Zhou Fei's cut just now was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
The blades gathered at one point, and when they smashed Pear Blossom's body, they did not immediately explode.
When Li Hua was about to flee, the sword energy lurking in it burst out instantly, smashing Li Hua in an instant.
The torrential rain was affected by this shock wave, and it began to splash wildly around. Every drop of rain turned into a hidden weapon, hitting the tree trunk and even made a muffled sound.
Zhou Fei held the knife to block the terrifying raindrops.
When all the dust fell, the person hiding in the dark also revealed his true body.
Although he already knows who his opponent is.
But seeing him, Zhou Fei was still surprised.
Because Yong Yan's changes are too great.
The original long black hair has turned red.
The clothes are also red.
Seeing him, Zhou Fei's first reaction was to see Dongfang undefeated.
Then the idea gradually became vicious.
Of course, what surprised Zhou Fei the most was that an original dead man actually lived, and his strength became so powerful.
The master of Zhiyueguan, Yue Chen's Laozi, really has some skill.
But he still couldn't beat the Master.
Think about it better by yourself.
In other words, he was an acquaintance, so Zhou Fei said hello: "I am really surprised to see you again."
Yong Yan's face was a little pale, and against the background of his red hair and clothes, he felt a little more haggard.
After taking Zhou Fei several times in a row, even if he had some advantages at the beginning, Zhou Fei's will was too firm, and he did not give up because of a little rubbing.
Therefore, the life of Pear Flower was frustrated, and Daoxin also appeared a trace of cracks.
This was the first time Yong Yan was injured after escaping from Zhiyue Temple.
That familiar feeling came back again.
Every time I meet this guy, I seem to get hurt.
Yong Yan hated this feeling very much.
He originally thought that he had already stepped into the gods, and bullying Zhou Fei should be easy, but for the sake of safety, he still let the cavalry regiment take the lead to consume Zhou Fei's aura.
This is what he learned from the damaged Taoist, shameless.
But I didn't expect that Ling Zhaoyan, a sword idiot, was there, ruining his first step plan.
Since there is no way to consume it, then the front is just right.
After all, Yong Yan still retained a trace of pride, after all, he couldn't be as completely shameless as Zhou Fei.
In fact, in his current state, facing Zhou Fei's blade, there are many ways to dodge it. It is not an exaggeration to say that as long as you deal with it seriously, you will not even get hurt.
However, the proud Yong Yan chose the most rigid way.
Because at his proudest age, he lost to this man twice in a row.
Since it is revenge, since you have to find yourself, then use the most proud way to defeat the other party.
Yong Yan did it.
He ruined Zhou Fei several times of sword energy.
In the most arrogant way.
But in the end, it fell short.
Yong Yan felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and his throat felt sweet. However, he was unwilling to vomit blood in front of Zhou Fei, so he abruptly suppressed this impulse, and the blood reached his mouth several times, and he swallowed it back.
Now, Zhou Fei took the initiative to say hello, and Yong Yan also had something to say to Zhou Fei.
It's not sorrow or sadness, just a few simple words.
About the past, about the future.
Isn't the contest between masters always the case? After one round of moves, stop to tout each other for a wave, and then start the next round.
But what Yong Yan didn't expect was that before he had time to speak, Zhou Fei raised the knife in his hand again.
At this moment, Yong Yan remembered the mutilated Taoist's words again.
The reason why I lost to Zhou Fei was because he wanted face.
Zhou Fei, really shameless.
(End of this chapter)